By: Karen B.
Summary: E/O 100 word challenge. Word - Trash. Two drabbles. One - hurt Sam. Two - drunk Sam.
Disclaimer: Not the owner
"Bobby." Dean knelt next to the injured man.
"I'm okay." Bobby sat up, rubbing his head.
Dean glanced around the room, panicking. "Where's Sam?"
"Upstairs, last I saw."
Dean raced to the top of the steps, spying Sam in a jumble on the hallway floor surrounded by glass.
"Sammy." Dean dropped to his knees, and bent over him. "Where is she?"
Sam whimpered softly, eyes rolling slowly open. "Trashed her bones," he gasped.
"Not before she trashed you." Dean slipped a hand behind Sam's back and eased him upright.
"Dude, you look like crap."
"Glad we got that straight."